Reyna (POV)

I jumped up grabbed a shield and spear a war helm put on my cape and put on as much equipment as I could while I ran out.

When I reached the banks of The Little Tiber I saw what caused the panic. On the other side of the river I saw the monster Lamia and I was pretty sure I was the only one who actually recognised the monster because behind me the soldiers looked confused. We usually didn't meet such powerful monster. I was only on quests that we found strong monster otherwise just a hellhound or a dracaena but this was going to be tough.

No way was I going to let the legionnaires fight for two reasons 1. None of them is very good at one on one combat. 2. None of them knew anything about Lamia. I was about to cross the little Tiber but a black shadow like thing flew out of nowhere and hit Lamia.

I was so surprised I stopped dead in my tracks and just stared at the monster the "shadow like thing" looked like an eighteen year old boy in a black soccer jersey he had tan skin and wore some weird kind of shoes which looked like it was spiked at the bottom.

Back to the fight the guy knocked over the monster, rolled to a stop and picked Lamia by her collar and flung her toward the entrance to camp. She quickly got up threw a knife at him so fast that I would have been skewered but he managed to dodge but did receive a cut by the knife big enough to start bleeding severely.

He didn't seem affected by this and sprinted ahead I thought he would do the same thing as last time but instead he round house kicked her on the head faster than you could blink making the monster fall onto the grass with a broken nose the guy then proceeded to pick up her head and hit it against his knee really hard. The moment his knee touched the monsters head it burst into monster dust, okay that had to be painful even for a monster. Then suddenly a huge hellhound the biggest I have ever seen pounced on him.

For a moment I thought whoever he was he was dead but no a cheetah ran through the entrance to camp and cut off the hellhounds head. The guy petted the cheetah and said,"Thanks Haraka I would have been in pain without you." The guy spoke with a British accent that was the only thing that was different about him except his clothes. He was wearing a black soccer jersey that had "CHELSEA" written on it. He stood up and finally noticed us and slowly said, "You know I am just going to turn around and leave . . . . . ." He turned around only to see cohorts two and three behind him. "Maybe not" I added for him.